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LE FEMME
Melissa.
15.
I spend way too much time writing, and i remember almost everything except quadratic formulas.

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If your tummy's bigger than your boobs, then you've got a problem.

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♥ Sunday, December 03, 2006 2:46 AM

23 days till he leaves.

Last night i had this really weird dream. It started with me being hospitalised due to some stomach thing. So i called him and his mother answered and said "Its melissa, so hurry up." Then he came to the phone and i said "I duno how to say this but im hospitalised." I duno what he said and then suddenly im running around Changi Airport with Elizabeth and Natasha. And then we're face to face with him and his family. Its like he didn't even care i was there. There was just this awkward glances kinda thing. someone asked me why i wasn't in the hospital and i said "doctor let me out for awhile." Like that can really happen. Then suddenly im crying and my father just magically appears and starts hugging me. And i turn my back away for awhile and when i turn back, they're calling for him and his family to board the plane. He's far away, carrying all the luggage and i just stand there crying my heart out. There was no goodbye. It was like 'poof! im gone.'

I know its kinda a stupid and ridiculous dream, but its been bugging me the whole day.
And its started me counting down the days i have left with him before he goes to australia.


call me retard.